Monday, June 23, 2008

Sesame seeds and spare buttons

I don't know why I have been thinking about this, however I have and I thought I'd share.

Growing up in a family where you have 5 older siblings you look at things a little differently. For example most kids want to be older, because they will be allowed more freedoms. That is not the case us with many older siblings (or maybe it's just me and my crazy way of thinking about things). I couldn't wait to be older for a number of reasons, let me explain.

1. I couldn't wait to go to McDonalds (which was almost never, were my parents smart or what) and get a hamburger that had sesame seeds on it. Us younger ones only got a hamburger w/o cheese. Oh how I enjoy my sesame seeds now. I have been know to splurge and even buy the buns at the store with sesame seeds just because I can!!

2. I couldn't wait to get a new shirt that came with an extra button in a little pouch or attached to the shirt. Sometimes when I am shopping and I try on a shirt and I see that little extra button, a smile spreads across my face and I seem to say to myself I have arrived.

3. I couldn't wait to stay up late. Oh the torture my parents and older siblings put us younger ones through. Did you really think we were all asleep and such sound sleepers that we couldn't hear your spoons clanking on your bowls as you at ice cream. Or worse we'd hear the door bell ring and then the house would fill up with the tempting smell of fresh, hot, delivered pizza.We may have been young but we were not stupid.

4. I couldn't wait to have my own room. No disrespect to Mary, Sarah, and sometimes Mark. I love you guys so much you were great room mates, but I really looked forward to having my own room. I love my husband so much, but I can't help sometimes feeling jipped that I have to share a room again.

So those are a few of the things I have been thinking about. I loved my childhood I love my siblings. I wouldn't have traded any of it for the world. ( well maybe at the time I would have).

This is a fun post. It had me thinking and the only thing I can think of that I wanted so much and couldn't have because I was too young were the dangly earrings. My mom had a rule we had to wait until we were 12? Don't know why, but when I turned 12 they were no longer in style... O well.

Three and four were right on for me! I hated hearing the TV in the other room or hearing everyone talking... did you ever "need a drink" so you could see what was going on?and I shared a room almost the whole time I was at home, now i splurge for a single room apartment so I don't have to have a room roommate.